His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1378

Leila only wished that someone would give her just the tiniest hope at this point in her life. However, she had no one. No one reached out to her.

She didn't bother crying about it and moping around because now she'd found a new goal. She found something that would motivate her which was hatred. 'There's no way back. I can't turn back time, so I might as well just take Sheryl down with me, ' Leila thought to herself.

Her eyes were full of deep-seated hatred. Leila was going to do no matter what it took.

Leila stared at Sheryl's perfect figures for a long time. Finally, she lifted her hand to touch Sheryl's cold face in the dimmed lights. She stroked her figures lightly as if enjoying a perfect masterpiece.

'Wow, such a beauty! What will happen if something goes wrong with her face? Will Charlie still love her?' Leila began to fantasize. She even had time to test her ideas.

Sheryl should've awakened by Leila barging into her bedroom and caressing her face like a pervert—anyone would've gotten awaken by it.

But what was strange was that Sheryl was still sunk in sleep like she was already resigned to this world of darkness that she was now in.

Leila didn't realize how strange it was because she was too caught up in her own emotions. She just thought the reason why Sheryl didn't wake up was that she was in the middle of a deep sleep and that her touch was gentle enough to not disturb her.

Leila's hand looked thin and white in the moonlight. She gradually moved her hand to Sheryl's delicate neck.

Looking at Sheryl's beautiful and vulnerable neck, Leila associated her with a maiden of sixteen. Looking like a budding flower, Sheryl was a woman of great beauty.

Leila grabbed her neck lightly and could feel Sheryl's pulse.

She looked insane under the moonlight while the darkness hid her evil intentions.

With jealousy boiling inside her, Leila started tighten her grasp around Sheryl's throat.

Leila loosened her grip when she realized the odd bluish color of Sheryl's neck. 'Why hasn't she awakened?' She realized that there was something wrong.

'What have I done to her?' At this moment, Leila was at a loss. She was scared by what she had done. She couldn't believe that she almost killed Sheryl.

Instead of ensuring that Sheryl was still alive, Leila dashed out of the room like she was trying to escape from it.

She stumbled on her way out. When she returned to her room, she slid down with her back against the wall, gasping and afraid.